Chapter 111
A deal with the devil
Chapter 111 Amidst the astonished and doubtful murmurs of the crowd, Elizabeth looked at Shitley with disdain and taunted, âShirley, do you even have a racing license? Donât think just because you can drive, you can become a racer. Being a racer isnât something anyone can do She continued, âWhy donât you just stick to bring your relebrated socialite self? Why bother with racing? Donât end up embarrassing yourself on the track. If you do, your status as a celebrated socialite will be at riskâ
Although Elizabethâs words were harsh, she spoke the truth that most people were thinking If anyone could be a racer, what did that make all those who trained day and night?
Before Shirley could respond, Janine scotted. âWhether Shirley has what it takes to be a racer isnât for you to decide, especially since youâre not even qualified for the National Grand Prix. Why donât you focus on improving your speed instead of dragging your own team down?â
Elizabeth was so furious by Janineâs words that she was left speechless.
She noticed a few familiar faces in the crowd, all watching her with smug expressions.
Seething with anger, she withdrew the finger that had pointed at Janine.
She turned to Shirley and said, âI was only trying to offer some advice, but you clearly donât appreciate it. If thatâs how it is, then do you dare to race me Janine burst out laughing and asked, âYou want to have a race with Shirley?â
Elizabeth raised her chin defiantly. âWhatâs the matter? Are you scared to take up my challenge?=
Janine smirked. âYou should go back and practice for a few more years. Youâre not even qualified to compete yet.â
Janine had originally wanted to say that Elizabeth wasnât even good enough to be Shirleyâs understudy, but she decided against it, feeling it was too brash and might create unnecessary backlash for Shirley However, her words still caused several people to gasp. Her tone was incredibly bold. Did Shirleyâs n sracing skills really warrant such confidence? Despite Elizabethâs lackluster skills, she was at least a professional driver. How dare Janine speak so freely?
Elizabeth tumed pale with rage. Ignoring Janine, she turned to Shirley with a challenge. âShirley, if youâre too scared, just talk so much?â
st say so. Whatâs with letting some outsider Shirley tilted her head, her red lips curling into a cold, elegant smile. âIsnât Janineâs message clear enough?
Shirley replied, âYouâre no Lizabethâs expression darkened Elizabeth frowned. âWhat?â
âre not qualified to race me.
âThen what about me?â Sabrina, who had been silent, stepped forward. She patted Elizabeth on the shoulder, signaling her to calm down âShirley, 1 mind racing against me instead would you As Shirleyâs cousin, Sabrina had always known that Shirley was a good driver, but she was just playing around. Compared to herself, a champion racer, Shirley was nothing The crowd immediately grew excited. Both were acknowledged beauties of Elderstone.
One was a pampered, wellâbred socialite, the other was a champion racer with several titles under her belt. This race was sure to be It looked like there was going to be some real action taking place.
was sure to be a spectacle.
Seeing Sabrina stepping in to defend her, Elizabethâs mood lifted slightly, and she couldnât help but feel a little smug She said, âI hope this shows you enough respect, Shirley.â
To Elizabeth and many others, it seemed like Sabrina racing against Shirley would be overkill.
Buttorveryoneâs surprise, Shiley sized Sabina up with a calm, assessing gaze.
Het red lips urtered indifferently, âIt my cousin really wants to race, she better put in the work these next few months. Weâll see each other at the National Grand Frixâ